Victory Is Mine!

      I was Simming awhile back, and discovered the one and only way to have four children in Life Stories. It does, of course, involve a cheat; but that's okay. Cheats work in Life Stories - you just can't move the mailbox or else your lot will be unplayable.
      Anyway, I've known for many years that you could Force Twins during pregnancy. So I thought hey, why not have a single Sim get pregnant twice, and on the second time, just Force Twins? So I tried that and now my girl, who used to be the teenager Trina Wong, has a toddler and three babies. It's awesome. I think next time I play that family, I won't use cheats. I'll just play it normally and see how hard I've made the game. :D

      Here's a picture I took just now of how exactly it turned out:

      It's awesome! This family...Oh, man, I love it so much. It's ridiculously big. So big that for awhile, no Sims could move out because their neighborhood was too full. I fixed it, thankfully; I had to kill some Sims off. But hey. that's life!
      And if you're wondering, yes. BJ Schehl did marry another of my Sims, and they had many kids. Trina married one of them and ta-daaa! I might post pictures of the Family Tree someday...Now that I know how to! All by myself, yay!

A Bad Dream

      Have you ever had a horrid dream that you can't believe your subconscious was capable of conjuring? Jeesh, those suck. Some- times in my dream, bombs are being dropped by helicopters, and the town is burning and people are screaming and dying and running...
      Last night, and this morning, I dreamed that two killers pushed their way inside and sat at the table, forcing my mom to make coffee for them or else she would get it. And when nobody was looking, I took two guns from their bag and hid them in the fridge. Then I pretended to be innocent, looking for something to eat or drink and then I pulled out the guns and turned around and aimed for their legs. But I got them in their heads instead. And went to jail, where I passed a lie detector test and locked myself into a cell anyway because I felt so guilty.
      Eesh. Nasty. Think I might try to sleep again later.
      Oh, who am I kidding? Of course I will. But first, I'm going to, well, not. I need to shake the cobwebs out of my head and in general, just be thankful that dream didn't last forever.

I Swear, They're Stealing From Me...

      Every time I come up with an idea, it's taken. Like my mutant; a human-shaped girl with fins on her arms and a scaly body. And the worst part is, people are saying, This is so original and Very unique.
      I once designed a character named Shiloh Warner, who traveled in an RV to her concerts. And then, just to be sure she wasn't already made by another author, I Googled her, only to find out there was an actual, living Shiloh Warner, who traveled in an RV to her concerts! And, her little brother had the same name as the little brother in my book.
      I know there are people out there who copy other people all the time. On purpose. They know what they're doing, and they don't have enough sense to be unique. Me? I try. I work my ass off, and every- thing I do has already been done.
      Maybe I should become just another bumbling copycat. Then maybe I would, by total fluke, stumble onto an idea that is, in all actuality, really mine! Maybe that's where all the brains are at in this horridly difficult hobby. Why did I continue after I'd started? I swear, if one more of my characters becomes a famous icon, I'm pushing my computer off the right side of my desk and right into the trash can beside it.
      Well, okay, maybe that's a bit extreme, but it's also been a temptation on several accounts. Like the time my fabulous plot also magically ended up online. I don't know, maybe I'm a telepath or something; and I'm far overdue to tell the world to F off and respect my Goddamn ideas, because they're all I've got and I don't give a shyt about theirs.
      Eight o'clock? Good. Bedtime.

Ummm...Huh?

      Okay, so earlier this week I got my Sims into private school for the first time ever, and on the first try. Today my family was rejected. By one point. And, the Choose Household picture shows two dead Sims, bringing the total up to six Sims; and their neighbors keep calling for the deceased! At first I thought it was funny, and interesting to learn what Sims say when they call someone who's not home. But now it's just annoying, because it happens like three times a day, every day. Google doesn't have the answers.
      YouTube sucks, too; and, my Adobe Flash is fukked and not even a computer search will let me find the damn plugin that keeps crashing. I can't play one of my favorite Facebook games (well, two, but the other one's glitchy and less fun anyway), and my favorite photo-editing site and all the video sites keep crashing.
      Plus I've been up since five. My nap yesterday was barely an hour, which of course doesn't help me at all; and my mom is on my case about taking the one medicine that she knows makes me feel like I need to go to the hospital. I told her, no, I won't take it anymore because it makes me feel like my insides are being cut up. Of course, I also said I would only take a day-or-two break, and it's been over a week...But what can I say? It feels good to feel good.
      Things could be better, of course.
      But they could be much, much worse.

Sweet Start!

      I just played Canon In D, and the three songs I made up; and I didn't make a single mistake. Normally there are mistakes all over the damn place; but this session was, well, perfect! And that's coming from a girl who hasn't slept in like five days.
      And the sequel to my book is still going just fine.
      Now, if you will all excuse me (all one of you), I think I'm going to start up a Toy Story trilothon. 'Bye!

Hmm...

      My book is at a standstill. Which is fine, since I'm going to be busy enough copying it all down onto paper by hand. Maybe I'll get more ideas as I go along. Hope so.
      Watched a sucky movie called Sick tonight. Not good. It was a zombie movie, except the idiots wanted to escape their safe zone, which by the way had soldiers, and when one of the idiots thought she was shooting a zombie, she actually shot her dearest friend and killed her. Then the dead girl killed her killer, and then the killer killed one of the two men staying with her, but he magically healed and ended up getting shot by the last remaining character, who held the gun up to his head but ended up getting bitten anyway because he waited too long!
      It's number three on my Never Watch Again list. Right after Hudson Hawk and Zombieland. Followed by Shrek The Third, and a whole mess of inglorious sucky movies. But at least I'm a whole movie length's closer to bedtime; and on the plus side I did get to eat popcorn.
      Hardly nine, though. What else...Well, I suppose I could watch another movie. One I know is good. I do still have a movie I bought last month in its original wrap; maybe I could watch that. Or play the piano, or...damage my book some more. Or wash my hair, not like it needs to be done so soon. And maybe I'll just say f*** it and go to bed early. I do need the sleep; I'm getting bags under my eyes. My heavy, burning eyes...Bed does sound good.
      But first, chores. Always something standing between me and sleep. Reminds me of that song, the words to which I don't know with the title I cannot remember.

Hrmm...

      Okay, neat. First Abbotsford had a small quake, then we. I just thought somebody upstairs or in the next room was making a lot of noise, testing their speakers or whatever; and it was enough to shake the house up a bit. Nothing to worry about - nothing broke, no one injured; but it did rattle my nerves a bit. I'm not really fond of loud noises.
      Anyway, not much to say. My computer needs a complete reinstall, so I've been saving all my pictures, all my good books, and hopefully all my games. I'm not ready to lose almost 400 pages of work, plus over ten generations of awesome Sims and the best damn house I ever built (well, one of them, though I lost the others). No, I have to save it. I couldn't save everything though; I'm afraid my Sims 3 is too big for the CD to accept it. So, I just won't play that anymore, even though it is a shame. But, no matter. If my books and, especially my Sims Life Stories, can be saved; you won't hear me complaining...You'll just hear me talking about how great everything's going! And you'll know I mean it, because when I'm down I talk about that!
      Well, anyway...it's all just a bit of happiness before, well, you know.
      Hmmm...I think my latest book attempt, which is probably my sixtieth one, is boring me. Maybe I'm finally able to choke down some food or something. I'm not holding back the urge to vomit anymore, so maybe I'm ready to eat. I'm damn sure hungry enough. And perhaps I can eat slowly! That might work.